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Monday, March 30, 2009
allowed entry at 10:56 pm



Save your sarcasm and witty remarks for someone who actually gives a shit.
Cause, newsflash, I don't give a fuck. Shocker.
I'm glad I have a life you can't ever enjoy.
I hope it stays the same.

And aye, I'll always have the last say.
Cause I'm a bitch that way.


Heh, I guess I've been a workaholic-in-denial.
I've slept for barely 15 hours since Thursday. And it's already gonna be a Tuesday. No thanks to work and the occasional meetups with the mofos I have as friends.
Which reminds me of the pit. hahaha the memorable pit.
My oh my, the stupid things we do.
This is why I like doing stupid things. We'll all probably get together one day after some time and laugh about what we did a few days, weeks, months or even years ago.





I had a chauffeur and an escort to send me home ahhahah tak tau malu.
Member step shy nak amik gambar. Geram je aku.

Oh by the way,



I ♥ you girls.
You're the only two girls who truly understand me inside out, tip to toe, hair to nail, flesh and bones, upstairs downstairs, luar dalam dan seluar dalam heh.
I have like, less than 5 girl friends so I treasure you girly girlies alot. Like, alot.
If I was a lesbian, I'd marry the both of you and we'll live happily ever after hahaha

Anyway.
I've given up a whole lot of my weekends for work. It sucks ass to work on a weekend, fuck.
But even if I were to make plans for the weekend, I'll have nowhere to go.
My God, Singapore so boring lah cheebai. Everyday go out go out, go same place. Bodoh.
Bile nak gi Tioman siol.
I hope I don't get accepted into a school so I can be a bummer, work part-time gile babi pundek and save up to go to Tioman.
Which will never happen if I were to be accepted in a school ah cheebai. Cause then I'll work for my stupid expenses... Ohkay no, I'll work to buy shoes, tops and shietttt. So yeah heh.

So boring concrete jungle Singapore can kiss my brown buttcheeks.


And suddenly I become a part of your past
I'm becoming the part that don't last
I'm losing you and its effortless
Without a sound we lose sight of the ground
In the throw around
Never thought that you wanted to bring it down
I won't let it go down till we torch it ourselves

People only want what they can't have.
When they do- have, they'll lose sight of it.
Once it's gone, regret sets in. Don't make me make you regret.

Oh yeah, you take care too.


Results 1st and 3rd May.
Palabuto!


Thursday, March 26, 2009
allowed entry at 7:32 pm



Yessah! I don't suck at bowling afterall.
No more main longkang for me.
I was kinda bummed that the bowling alley closed at 1am. I thought it closes at 4am everyday.
Turns out it closes at 4am only on weekends. And we have to finish off our set at 12.30am on weekdays.
Merepek kia. Stupid.




I'm lucky I have friends like these two mofos.
Even when things go wrong, we still make each other happy till the time we part.
Sampai my supposed "5 fags a day" rule got broken. By twice or more of the agreed amount haha
Step nak cut down je. Kiss ass ah, Far.

From having no plans, to getting kicked out of the building premises by the security guard, to bowling, to talking shit till 3, everything was all good.
No, it wasn't good. It was great. All I could've ever asked for.

So happy belated birthday my dear Haiqal Hamzah.
Hope you liked the present, the cake and this day.
This was all we could do for you. Yany and I, we love you.


Monday, March 23, 2009
allowed entry at 10:20 pm

Buto. Mak kau peh laki ah.


Saturday, March 21, 2009
allowed entry at 3:11 am



Officially graduating is the most awesome thing I could've ever asked for.
Amazingly I'm not bored or have nothing to do after graduating, like how some people are.
And now that school is no longer in my schedule, I have more time to do the things I wanna do.

I have my days to work.
I have my days to chill at home.
I have my nights to go out.

And then there are days when I get stressed.
Mainly over tangible materials which are far beyond my reach.
Saini was an asshole. Psycho-ing me into making a quick decision. But I've made up my mind, initially.
So I'm tryina save big big big bucks.
Hopefully by cutting down on the cigarettes and stop shopping.

Ah, who the hell am I kidding. I can't live without the two.

I said before that I wanna buy stuff for my camera and shiet.
It's prolly not gonna happen cause I'm thinking of selling it off.
The thought of it makes me sad, maaaaaaaaaaaaan.
No matter. I'm trading up! =D

But everything comes to a standstill till I get my hands on both license.
Hoorah.




A Static Lullaby doing a cover of Britney Spears's Toxic.
Fucking cool shit.
Punk Goes Pop 2 album is outtt!
Check it out here.


Friday, March 13, 2009
allowed entry at 2:34 pm

I hate calling my dad at the wrong time while he's at work.
Like when he's busy counting money or something.
Kene maki atas bawah sia hahahaha fuck. He acts as if I'm one of his colleagues he can easily scold upside down.
I think he doesn't like picking up my calls cause he'll end up buying food for me to munch on hahahaha

And the funniest thing happened yesterday.
My family and I were watching NatGeo I think. It was about falcons, falconers and the sport they take part in.
So anyways.
They interviewed this guy and the narrator said his name.
It was "somethingsomethingsomething Cheebai".
I looked at my dad, looked at my brother, and we all went "AHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAH!!!"
I think the guys who always lepak at my void deck could hear us laughing.
Then my dad went, "AHAHAHAHAAH CHEEBAI!!! HAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHAH NAME MEREPEK! Takde name lain ke dorang nak letak. ahhahaahah cheebai. Bodoh nye dorang!".
ahaahaha kanina.
I couldn't get over it. Neither could my dad. Kept on saying cheebai cheebai cheebai while we were eating dinner. ahahha wtfuck.


Heeeeeeeeeeeeennyways.
I realize I haven't blogged about my boyfriend for quite some time eh.
Member botak, babe. Nonsense ah that old man.
I'm waiting for his picture so I can laugh till I die =D haha
No questions asked when I say I miss him. Neh.


Other than that...
School's over woowoowowoowoowowowowoooooowwowowowooo!!!
I can't find words to elaborate further cause I'm feeling too much joy =D
Check2 takleh graduate eh. Palabuto ah ahhaahah


And now I'm waiting for a particular cheebai to call me up so I can get my ass out of my house.
Bodoh nye apek.
Kay bye.


Monday, March 09, 2009
allowed entry at 12:35 am

"Hey, don’t concentrate so hard, man. I think I smell hair burning." - Juno

I. Am. Doomed.
I'm so gonna flunk my exams, it's not even funny anymore. Damn.
I'm stoked about graduation though.
But I think if I were to study further, I'd be dead sick of studying.
My brain is going to implode if anymore facts are absorbed.





I'll need to start my own planning for PS's photoshoot.
Where to shoot, what time of day, what to use. All those shenanigans.
I need to buy more shiznack for my darling camera too. Filters, flash, lens.
Or maybe I'll trade up for another camera. Dammit.
But having 2 would be awesome. Aaaaaah, I need more moolah.

This exam and school shit is such a pain in the ass.
It's more like a brick-wall-between-me-and-having-fun-while-earning-some-greens rather than an obstacle I have to overcome to have a "successful and bright future".
Balls.
What has education got to do with a successful and bright future? I can be dumb as hell like Patrick Star and still have a successful and bright future. The future I want. Not the future society wants. Urgh.

Some people are born to be outstanding.
Some people are born to be normal.
Everyone wants to be a somebody.
No one wants to be a nobody.
Well I'm gonna be the first person who wants to be a nobody.

Urgh, back to my notes.
Looks like I won't be sleeping tonight.


Thursday, March 05, 2009
allowed entry at 1:08 am


London (harder, better, faster, stronger) from David Hubert on Vimeo.


Awesome shit video.


Before I get back to studying,



Happy birthday Haiqal!
*cough* colour difference *cough* aahahaha
Once again we'll celebrate someone's birthday. I'm sick of planning already ah, I tell you first.



Oh my you're all grown up. ahah
No boyfriends or girlfriends allowed next time.
ahahaha stupid Ila and mat Malaysia boyfriend. Berkepit je! ahahahaaa
And no kerinting too, Daya. ahahahah! whatthefish man.

So anyways, happy birthday ah boy.
Check2 besok NS. mahahhahaa government dog!
Love <333

Random, but



Courtesy of Nizam.
I'm gonna miss the ITE kids =(
SLEEPOVER SOON! Weeooweeeoooweeeoooo.



LOVE! <333


Monday, March 02, 2009
allowed entry at 4:21 pm



Being there made me feel old.
I picked a spot at the back and sat down.
I saw younger kids trying to make it big and shiet. Seeing them mingle with each other. ahha.
The crowd gets younger everytime I go to a different gig. What is becoming of this? aha aiyoyoh.
Nevertheless, had a good time with these people.




Despite being this young, I've seen quite a fair share of things and learnt quite a lot.
Like how some things aren't built to last.
And how some people can be so immature as to not accept fact and curse everything and anyone in their way.
People, people. Grow up.
But aye, I could smell it coming from a mile away.


Oh jyeah.
Holy hell it's march already.
Time really does fly when you're having lots of fun. Too much fun.

HARDCORE STUDYING STARTS TODAY.
Seriously.